Hill sat up on the pavement and mopped the blood from his cheek. The cart, meantime, had approached the fatal tree. It was from Brendon. "I could almost forgive the wretch the injury he did me in depriving me of my poor dear wife—No, not quite that," he added, a little confused. " "For whom, Sir?" inquired Charcam. She had time in the afternoons to do crewelwork and embroidery, no longer occupied by the constant spinning of wool.
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